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Originally Posted March 18, 2007
Purpleaura’s Dream ~ March 18, 2007, 6:52am
I appear to be in city that looks like London or Washington (a major city). For some reason it was in the summer but May comes to mind. It suddenly goes from warm and sunny and then the sky starts to darken, then it starts to rain, then after that it starts to snow and I could see over the city it was snowing heavily. I heard sirens going off and they were loud. I could also hear what sounded like a male newscaster saying something about one of Al-Qaeda’s leader being young and was killed. In the dream I’m thinking the shit is going to hit the fan.
People were running back into their homes or places where they stayed. I seem to be visiting so I was staying at a hotel. Other people with me were running back to the hotel but I wanted to walk and look around. I was walking but seem to be somewhere else apart from the hotel, expecting something else.
Suddenly I see this white light from the sky, like a big beam, and it collects someone and then it heads in my direction and I remember standing in the white beam. Now this is the weirdest part, I seem to be in some sort of ship and when I look at my travel companions, their appearance changed from human form into little green men. I heard one of them say "you took your time, you’re cutting it close". It’s at this stage I woke up thinking, “Ok got the space ship thing going on again”.
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Life on Mars? ~ David Bowie
It's a God awful small affair
To the girl with the mousey hair,
But her mummy is yelling, "No!"
And her daddy has told her to go,
But her friend is nowhere to be seen.
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seats with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is sadd'ning bore
For she's lived it ten times or more.
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on
Sailors
Fighting in the dance hall
Oh man
Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy.
Oh man
Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
It's on America's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a sadd'ning bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more.
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on
Sailors
Fighting in the dance hall
Oh man
Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man
Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
